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Chewing Wax:
Maybe you can glean a new ticket
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 2:59:00 pm)

Queenie:

(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 2:59:40 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Is that your little friend Emily?
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:01:49 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Schopp's debut on WGR.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:02:31 pm)

Chewing Wax:
He's already called his WNSA listeners morons.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:02:52 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Dickerson isn't going to be on until July 22nd.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:03:43 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Dickerson?
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:04:35 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Dickerson
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:05:15 pm)

Detlef Sping:
Who is suzanneleblancissad? that's just plain mental.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:06:02 pm)

Dickerson:

me. You moron.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:07:20 pm)

Chewing Wax:
That's Dickerson.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:07:38 pm)

bela:
I have cartoon wrinkles on my fingers. Its strange, like my hands are all wrinkled around my knuckles and fingernails.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:07:59 pm)

Chewing Wax:

Here I am with the ladies.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:08:34 pm)

(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:09:14 pm)

Queenie:
Absolutely nothing unnatural looking about the girl on the left. Honest.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:09:28 pm)

(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:12:25 pm)

Queenie:
Well, there it is. The greenlight messageboard is gone.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:19:57 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I thought I heard something. Air escaping out of a large inflatable pool. Or something.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:20:48 pm)

:
Saturday the 4th. Arose early. Ate, loaded the boat and headed downstream for Lower Post and home. An idyllic time. Then disaster struck at about 9:00 A.M. Bobby, leaning against the left-hand door and fiddling with the wing bolt securing the door, inadvertently left the bolt in the 'open' position. A few moments later he stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets hiking up his parka on both sides and casually leaned against the unsecured door. The door flew open, and by the time Bobby freed his hands he was too overbalanced to help himself. Arms windmilling, he went into the river. His face only showed astonishment. It was my last look into his face. Frank, the pilot, abandoned the wheel, ran to the front of the boat where the life vests were stowed, showed someone where they were and jumped overboard to try to help. It was later ascertained when his body was found a week or so later that he had surfaced into the propellers and died almost instantly. Now the boat was on its own course. Father Huybers went to the stern and fully clothed dove into the river to get Bobby. Meanwhile we were headed for the opposite shore at full speed. Doug McKenzie noticing our predicament grabbed the wheel, becoming our acting pilot. fully clothed in woolen priest clothing and wearing black soldier-boots, Father Huybers managed to grab Bobby and head for shore. At this time, with Doug at the wheel we swung by them without seeing them in the water. The stern of the boat struck Father Huybers on the head, stunning him momentarily. When he recovered his senses Bobby was gone - nowhere in sight. Father Huybers struggled to shore. Meanwhile members of our party threw all the life vests overboard in a vain attempt to be helpful. We made a second pass of the area to no avail, then beached the boat as close to where we saw Father Huybers emerge as we could safely get. All the while, I sat in the stern of the boat frozen in shock and disbelief. It all went by as a sort of slow-motion movie. On the last pass I (from the opposite side of the boat) saw Bobby's hand emerge from the water, slide over the side of the boat, then limply slide back into the river. That was it! Gone!
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:21:17 pm)

Queenie:
I sense a disturbance in the force.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:22:16 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Poor Father Huybers.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:23:20 pm)

Queenie:
Dom is going to the airport right now to try and get his ticket changed over to his real name.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:31:40 pm)

bela:
I was bullshitting with this guy Vinney, this sick bastard that owns the shelter and he was telling me that he saw him mother get shot and killed right next to him. I was all, that sucks he said yeah.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:31:56 pm)

bela:
Dom.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:32:17 pm)

bela:
I saw my sister Jay get hit by a car. Thats fucked up too.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:32:55 pm)

bela:
Anyone ever see any bad stuff? We know Queenie saw some guy get run over.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:33:25 pm)

:
We had the body cryogenically sealed in a state of the art process known as vacuum packing. It was expensive, but when we jimmied open Bobby's locker, we found $140,000 in cash stuffed into three large Folgers coffee cans. What he was going to do with that kind of money in the Yukon, no one knew. We stowed him in the hold, under the emergency lard and tin whistles we were going to use to bribe the natives. After the accident, Father Huybers tore into the drink something fierce. He indulged in all manor of cursing and railing at the vengeful and angry god he had chosen to devote his life.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:33:47 pm)

Chewing Wax:
Run over twice I think.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:34:00 pm)

bela:
Oh yeah, twice.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:34:56 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I can't think of anything horrible like that. Nope.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:35:00 pm)

bela:
Marc Ribot at Tonic.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:35:45 pm)

Chewing Wax:
I've never been to Tonic. Is it nice?
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:39:07 pm)

bela:
Its ok, its off of Delancy - no big deal. Why would you go? I just saw that Grant Hart is playing at Southpaw and I called tom to tell him and hes pissed he wasnt put on the bill.
(Mon Jul 8, 2002 - 3:42:13 pm)